I'll ask Jacob Hood to take your place." So Laddie rode away again without even going into the house, and mother said to father: "What can he be saying to people, that the neighbours don't come ?" Father answered: "I don't know, but if any one can save the situation, Laddie will." Mother went to bed, while father sat beside her reading aloud little scraps from the Bible, and they took turns praying.

From the way they talked to the Lord, you could plainly see that they were reminding Him of all the promises He had made to take care of people, comfort those in trouble, and heal the broken-hearted.
One thing was so curious, I asked May if she noticed, and she had.
When they had made such a fuss about money only a short while before, and worked so hard to get our share together, and when they would have to pay back all that belonged to the county and church, neither of them ever even mentioned money then.

Every minute I expected father to ask where I'd put the piece I found, and when he opened right at it, in the Bible, he turned on past, exactly as if it were an obituary, or a piece of Sally's wedding dress, or baby hair from some of our heads.

He went on hunting places where the Lord said sure and strong that He'd help people who loved Him.

When either of them prayed, they asked the Lord to help those near them who were in trouble, as often and earnestly as they begged Him to help them.